Who turns away from gazing at the sun Sees its dusk images fill all the air. It is not otherwise when Hope is done: Her darkling phantoms make the he…

- Edith M. Thomas

I follow my law and fulfil it all duly and look! when your doubt runneth high North points to the needle!

- Edith M. Thomas

The spirit of the year, like bacchant crowned, With lighted torch goes careless on his way; And soon bursts into flame the maple's spray, And vines a…

- Edith M. Thomas

Treasure the shadow. ... There are no shadows save from substance cast.

- Edith M. Thomas

To Death I yield, but not to Doubt, who slays before!

- Edith M. Thomas

I gave thee what could not be heard What had not been given before The beat of my heart I gave !

- Edith M. Thomas

The god of music dwelleth out of doors.

- Edith M. Thomas